Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Armenia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Dave Gahan to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Byron Stingily,
Oneida,
Neil Young,
Patti Smith,
Ludus,
Average White Band,
Bill Near,
The Move,
Marine Girls,
Max Romeo,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fortunes,
UT,
Dead Boys,
Bluetip,
The Detroit Cobras,
Charles Mingus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Görl,
Colin Newman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Doobie Brothers,
KRS-One,
Excepter,
Hasil Adkins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
K-Klass,
Funky Four + One,
Rod Modell,
The Dirtbombs,
Grauzone,
Livin' Joy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Faraquet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
X-102,
Buzzcocks,
Barrington Levy,
Sam Rivers,
Althea and Donna,
Japan,
Nirvana,
Michelle Simonal,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Josef K,
Yaz,
The Skatalites,
Swans,
Scott Walker,
Dave Gahan,
Section 25,
Connie Case,
EPMD,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Soft Cell,
Blancmange,
The Happenings,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.